Ch. 3

Oct 24, 2008 14:06

I found a job as a librarian aid. Once I get my paycheck I'll finally be able to buy some clothes besides this two-piece hospital gown get-up. I'm getting freaking sick and tired of laundering it every day.

*rubs forehead* What am I doing here. This is just screwed up beyond screwed up. I don't like being so goddamn powerless like this. How do the rest of you get by spending your days without going crazy?

[Private, slightly hackable if your character is really intuitive and saw her at the library]

Putting that aside, though, I'm glad I got that job. I had no idea standing amongst the rows and rows of books would put me at such ease...and yet at the same time, it made me feel more anxious, like I was forgetting something, or someone. *sighs* ...Of course you are, Nenene. That's how this whole thing got started, right?

Be that as it may, I'm grateful that I've found someplace that I actually like coming to regularly, here. *a small smile comes out*

((Something I forgot to mention before; since there are so many perverts lovebirds here in ME, it seems like it'd be good for you to know that Nenene is pretty well-endowed in the BOOB AREA. XD Just thought....you'd want to know. My icons don't do her justice.))

heather, erk, izuru, hayate, tibarn, subaru, cooro, trunks, sanji, job

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